Another night.....here I sit....typing away words.....that meaning nothing. Why do I even type? What meanings do these words hold? And who listens? Well.......I type because I feel like it. When things are not right, when things are, when emotions run high or the lack there of.........it is why I type. What they mean, I don't know, I don't care. All I do know is, these words are an expression of the mind within, the thoughts..........the soul that is burning for something...maybe nothing......just burning. And my audience? Does it matter? Even if I have a thousand people reading my thoughts, who should care.......why? It is yet another night..........just with my thoughts and my trusty computer. Sometimes I feel this is all I have, all I know, and nothing more. But the fact is, here I am; in body and soul. So listen if you wish......as I spin yet another story, maybe true......maybe not. Listen as the gentle lyrics of Faye Wong echo in this bedroom of mine.

I was sitting one day, working on my projects and at the same time, on the Yahoo Chat just musing and chewing on some of the exchanges of fellow chatters. I get this IM(instant message) from someone that decided to chat with me. So I figured, what the hell, might as well right. This person ends up being a female.....let's call her "7981" for simplicities sake......but of course, that's not her real name nor her screen name.....and that's only to protect the innocent. So we get to talking and chatting and exchanging thoughts, ideas, inspirations and dreams and all the while I'm beginning to think, "hey, this person is pretty cool". LOL, infact, she ends up having a great sense of humor. For all of you readers thinking that I might be some type of a loser that can only talk with females over the net......believe me, you're way off. Anyhow, we probably chatted for a good couple hours or so.......time flys when you're having fun I guess. So from there, we began to talk quite frequently and very enjoyable too. And the more I got to talking with her, the more I felt that I really knew her even though we were worlds apart and knew nothing of each other.........strange how the mind works. Well, one day, she invites two of her friends to join the conversation. And let's call them "CL" and "SL". Heh heh, from there, it came to be really interesting. I'm not talking about having a bunch of sex talk and crazy stuff, but just that chatting with three persons at the same time was like having a group of close friends chatting about silly things. Ya, that's how it felt. Even though I didn't know any of them........we all clicked as if we were childhood friends. And what was really great was that every one of them had an awesome sense of humor.....had me cracking up all through the night. I swear that I went to bed on a few occassions busting out laughing just right out of the blue over what they had said earlier. LOL, infact, i'm smirking now as I'm typing all this. What's really cool....and maybe "cool" isn't the word for it......maybe it's "silly", but all of a sudden, they call themselves "Dreamer's Angels". Wow, what did I do to deserve all of this......to have three angels next to my side...maybe cheering me on, keeping a smile on my face, making me happy when I should be feeling blue. And when they called themselves these angels, all of a sudden, I get this crazy idea that these same three woman are head-over-heels for me. Now isn't that strange! LOL. But hey, you know how the mind works. Come to think of it, what do they look like? How old are they really? Are they really three different persons........or are they one in the same? With that, I began to ask them such questions. But of course, they avoided such answers and instead, gave me poetry and riddles. But I kept on questioning it. Who are they? Why do all of them speak to me? What do they want? Maybe they don't want nothing? Maybe they are mearly three lonely bodies looking for someone, anyone in the world to listen to what they have to say? Maybe all they need is a voice on the other end to make them smile, to brighten their days, to help them forget all the pains of this world? Maybe they really aren't females, or an age they say they are? Who knows. All I know is, it's been fun just chatting, sharing stories, laughter, words.

So what is all of this about? Well, I'm getting to that. These three angels, my angels, have stirred within me this longing, this desire for closeness. To what? To whom? I don't know. Maybe I'm just getting lonely? Maybe I'm tired of living, walking this world alone...........not knowing anything, anyone, where I'm going or whence I came? Maybe I'm tired of work, of school, of going through the same old routines of life day in and day out? Maybe I want change? Maybe I want to be heard? Ahh yes. Maybe that's what it is. Maybe I just wanta be heard.......to be listened to.....to be wanted........to be loved. The fact is, I think I'm getting to that point........where all of a sudden, I'm beginning to realize that.........that I cannot make it on my own! That I cannot survive by my own powers! That I cannot live by bread alone! I'm beginning to realize that I must confess defeat! I have realized.......that I cannot walk this world alone. But you know what? I.........have three angels next to my side. Three angels to help me through my troubles, my loneliness, my sorrows, my tears, my hopes, my dreams. CL, if you're reading this, thanks for the laughter. SL, if you're reading this, thanks for your friendship. 7981, if you're reading this........I owe you one.